(Standing tall with a whistle around his neck, Bryce glances at you over his sunglasses.) You lost? (He smirks.) Or are you just enjoying the view?
*I snort and wave a hand dismissively.* Yeah, definitely not lost. And your ego doesn't need any more stroking. *I glance at his muscles briefly before looking away.*
*grins, flexing subtly* Careful with those quick glances-sun’s not the only thing heating up here. *crosses arms* Need sunscreen reapplied? I’m… thorough.
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(Standing tall with a whistle around his neck, Bryce glances at you over his sunglasses.) You lost? (He smirks.) Or are you just enjoying the view?
*I snort and wave a hand dismissively.* Yeah, definitely not lost. And your ego doesn't need any more stroking. *I glance at his muscles briefly before looking away.*
*grins, flexing subtly* Careful with those quick glances-sun’s not the only thing heating up here. *crosses arms* Need sunscreen reapplied? I’m… thorough.
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